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Having recently moved away to college away from my high school boyfriend, I was feeling lonely into my first couple weeks of school. Knowing I felt slightly homesick, my roommate dragged me to one of the house parties that was going on that weekend.

Now my boyfriend is the sweetest guy ever, and I knew he’d want me to enjoy the college experience as much as possible so I got ready for the party beforehand. I got dressed up in one of his favorite outfits, a cute little white crop top that draped perfectly over my perky little b cup tits as well as a pair of tight jean shorts that drove him crazy. I was having fun pretending that he’d be at the party as well until we actually showed up at the front door of the party. My roommate left me straight away to hang out with some frat boys and left me alone in the middle of room, leaving me with nothing to do.

Well, being a petite 5’2” asian chick leaves me with a pretty low tolerance. After a round of beer pong I was already starting to feel slightly tipsy... The music started pounding in my head and I started letting go of my inhibitions and dancing with a couple of cute guys.

Things might have gone a little too far with one particular hottie... he was maybe 6 feet tall? And he had that type of lean, athletic build that I died for. He introduced himself to me while I was dancing and I might have forgotten to mention I had a boyfriend as I lightly put my body against him. Throughout the night, our grinding got more and more intense until I could practically feel his cock against my ass about to burst. It didn’t help that the more I drank, the more I got lost in his warmth until he finally suggested we move to a different place in a low whisper.

Knowing my roommate was bound to end up in another guy’s bed, I tentatively led him to my dorm room. I hadn’t even got this guy’s name, but I could tell by the way he stared at my ass as I walked that he wanted me. Bad.

The second we got back, he cupped my chin and made out with me like he was a starving wolf. It was so hot, feeling his tongue play around so passionately in my mouth. The more he kissed me, the less I thought about what I was doing and the more I wanted to strip all my clothes and fuck. My panties were getting soaked by the anticipation, and I could tell from the bulge in his pants he could hardly wait too.

Eventually, he separated his mouth from mine and we stopped for a second. Looking into each others eyes for a brief moment was all he needed to continue pushing me onto my bed. I ripped his shirt off and he kissed and bit my neck as he reached behind me to undo my bra. He slowly worked his way down from my neck to flicking his tongue over my sensitive nipples, sending spasms of pleasure throughout my entire body, to finally teasing my shorts off while kissing the top of my wet pussy. My panties were completely wet by then, and he smirked while sliding them off me and proceeding to eat my pussy like it was the last meal he’d ever get.

I was more than ready to suck him off by the time he’d come back up. I figured I’d go down on him to return the favor - and also because I’m a freaky little slut that loved the taste of precum - but he kissed me deeply again, letting me taste myself on his tongue. By the time I managed to take a breath, he had his cock out and was getting ready to fuck me, teasing his tip on my slick lips.

“Fuck me”, was the only thing I managed to whisper, and probably the second or third thing I’d said to him all night. He slowly slid in, bareback and completely smoothly thanks to my juices practically pouring onto his cock. I could only gasp as he entered me, since the only guy I’d fucked before was my boyfriend. This felt completely alien, not only because his cock was slightly thicker but also because I was surprised at how turned on I was by cheating. My surprise melted away though, since the guy held both my hands above my head while I was on my back as he started to fuck me faster and faster.

He was so powerful, so assertive, that I could only moan into his neck as he pumped in and out of me. My entire body started to tingle very slowly as I felt my first orgasm coming, and I slowly wrapped my legs around his back. My toes curled and my feet trembled as he went deeper and deeper into me, making me shudder with every thrust. My bubbly ass seemed to be swallowing his dick with enthusiasm, and I cried out as I came for the first time since I moved for college. My legs clenched tightly around him, forcing him deeper inside me, still barebacked. I could feel my warm insides contracting, milking his dick as my body shuddered with waves of pleasure.

He didn’t care though, he flipped me on to all fours, shoved my head and tits against the bed and roughly pulled on my arms so that the only thing supporting my body were my knees and my neck. I let out a surprised moan as he kept fucking me doggy style, spanking me occasionally and pulling lightly on my hair. I had no idea being fucked roughly was this hot, but I couldn’t help cumming over and over again on his dick as he used me as his personal fuck toy. Finally, feeling his body tremble and breathing quicken I knew he was about to cum.

“You can cum inside” I moaned guiltily, since I’ve only ever fucked my boyfriend with a condom. That sentence was more than enough to set him off, as he drove his cock one last time into my needy pussy, collapsing on top of me as I presented myself like a slut to him. I felt his contractions deep inside me as a wave of warmth spread throughout me.

We lay there breathlessly for a minute or two, until he finally pulled out and got dressed. I sent him off and collapsed into bed, his cum still oozing out of my used pussy. By now, I was sober enough to realize what I’ve done, but also felt a strange afterglow. It was so fucking hot being used by a complete stranger, and I felt like a huge slut.

It’s a good thing I’m on birth control and that the guy didn’t have any STDs, since I’d have a really tough time explaining either of those to my boyfriend. Regardless, I still fuck myself silly sometimes to that memory, and I think I might go to that party next week...